Yoga Hosers

For a movie in which the villain is a cryogenically unfrozen Canadian Nazi who commands an army of anthropomorphic bratwurst, Yoga Hosers may be Kevin Smith’s most mature comedy since Dogma, with no attempt to be as philosophically lofty. Reprising their roles from Smith’s previous film Tusk, teenagers Colleen McKenzie (Harley Quinn Smith, Kevin’s daughter) and Colleen Collette (Lily-Rose Depp, Johnny’s daughter) are yoga-loving clerks at a Winnipeg convenience store who accidentally unfreeze the aforementioned Canadian Nazi (Ralph Garman) and his army of diminutive, sauerkraut-stuffed minions (played by Harley Quinn’s father). Also returning is Tusk‘s Québécois detective, Guy Lapointe (played by Lily-Rose’s father). Yoga Hosers is very silly and self-indulgent, and certainly won’t be for everyone, but Smith earned that right after two decades. It’s also notable that he has the confidence and maturity to make a PG-13 movie in his most reliable idiom — a pair of buddies working at a convenience store — and have those buddies be teenage girls who have their own distinct personalities, sharing neither Smith’s or his target audience’s particular pop-culture obsessions nor tendencies toward compulsive profanity. And appropriately enough for a film which has a 30 percent rating on Rotten Tomatoes at the time of this writing, Yoga Hosers takes some potshots at critics, but that’s fair: Critics really are the worst.